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But you can't "look love" at a girl
When both are wearing goggles.
Nor can you hold her little hand
Swathed in a dog-skin glove.
Oh, an auto isn't in it, Phil,
When you are making love!


A CODICIL TO JUNE
TIP-TOE upon the distant hills
It paused to throw us back a rose—
      Sweet June!
  That month of waking ecstacies
  Inwrought with tender memories
  And love's eternal mysteries—
It takes the world's heart as it goes.
Such haunting chimes of bridal bells
      It left—
  Scattered through all its roseate length
    So many tender moons!
  So many smiling jewelers,
    So many salad spoons!

We trace its lightly-flying feet
Where daisies nod and lilies lean—
      Sweet June!
  Where song-thrush warbled in the shade,
  Where nuptial vows were softly made
  And roses bloom while roses fade,
And in their wake love came to glean.

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